wenclair fanfiction

Wednesday's emotionless personality leads to Enid leaving her alone. When Wednesday slowly starts to realize that she really does like Enid, she struggles to get their relationship back with her emotionless, dull ways.

Tras un sueño devastador en el que perdió a Enid para siempre, Merlina despierta con una certeza inquebrantable: no quiere volver a vivir en un mundo sin ella. Decidida a cambiar, intenta aprender a amar de verdad, a mostrar afecto y a cuidar de Enid sin esconderse tras su frialdad habitual. Pero abrir su corazón no será sencillo; entre su torpeza emocional y el miedo a sentirse vulnerable, Merlina descubrirá que el amor, incluso en la oscuridad, también puede ser su mayor fuente de luz.

Lawrence Flyn was many things. Served in the army during WW2, he took place in many battles. He wasn't particularly strong or even incredibly skilled with guns. For the longest time he didn't know why he lived, when so many friends of his died. At the Omaha Beach, he saw so many of his fellow soldiers cut down by enemy fire and explosions. During his time out of the army, many of his fellow soldiers had died from their debilitating injuries. He found out though. He survived, not due to his skills or strength, but because of his unstoppable will and madness. He hadn't cared for his life since he was a young boy. Father leaving him with a sick Mother. He took any job a child could do but in the end, his Mother still died. Trying to move on with his life, he fell in love eventually. But she too was killed during their trip to Hawaii when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. He joined the army, not out of patriotism, but hate. His spite for the world grew like a fire from that day on. Hoping for himself to die in the war, he never got his wish. The years went on but still, his spite never left him. It wasn't until the year 2010 at the tender age of 95 that he finally saw his foolishness. All that bitterness and hate he carried made him miserable. Life was unfair, but one should never give up on the smallest chance to be happy. In his retirement home he began to make friends with the other residents. Finding hobbies and talking with them. Eventually, he got into anime. It was introduced by one of his friend's Grandsons when he visited. He used the time he had left to indulge in the shows made by the Country he loathed until just recently. He spent the rest of his days comfortably, waiting to be reunited with his Lover once again when he finally passed on in 2018. That was what Raven Branwen remembered right after killing the Maiden to acquire her powers. She fell to her knees and shivered with tears in her magically blazing eyes. "Wh..What have I.. done..?"

A man enters the world of Wednesday. Not as a god, a man, or an outcast, but by an unlucky chance becomes an cannibal. A creature that has nothing but hunger. * Yes, it's an AI (and it clearly knows what it's doing). But damn, let lightning strike me on the spot if it turned out badly. Of course, I will edit the main points and remove any inconsistencies.* *I created a couple of chapters for the sake of interest. And surprisingly, it was very much delayed. So I just decided to share it.*

Westeros, specifically Kings Landing. The city that never sleeps. The heart of Baratheon-King Enterprises. The billion-dollar empire stretches out over the city and beyond. Baratheon-King is at the top of the heap, the so-called ruler of the Iron Throne, who together with his right-hand man, Lord Eddard Stark, are about one thing only - domination by whatever means necessary. Meanwhile the former wife of Baratheon-King, Cersei Lannister, herself a force to be reckoned with, has big plans of her own. She has a relatively new venture, the Palais de la Passion, a place where no expense is spared, nothing is too outrageous and if you have the money, where your wildest dreams can come true. She wants to secure the downfall of her former husband, and intends to make it happen, one conquest at a time. The battle for dominance in Westeros is afoot, but will it be won in the boardroom or the bedroom?

Everyone wears a mask. Some just fit better than others. Beth has secrets she buries under sarcasm and black eyeliner. Brandon hides his behind clean hands and perfect alibis. They aren’t supposed to trust each other. They aren’t supposed to care. But when lines blur and blood is spilled, the rules change. Now, two dangerous people are learning how to survive each other— or destroy each other trying. Because sometimes the only person who understands a monster… is another one.

I'm in a relationship with someone I care for but my heart wants someone I shouldn't have. I wrote this story on AF and publish some of them on wattpad aswell. ://www.asianfanfics.com/profile/view_author_stories/774105/L I do not take credit for Twice just my ideas an imagination.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"